Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


68536


A FRIEND'S POEM FOR SOMEONE

do not love me
i have nothing to give

not even the honesty
that you expect

do not follow me
i have no direction

do not say that because
you love me

then everything will be
alright, far from it

when you force love
upon my hair

what do i have? a crown
of thorns

when you insist that things
will be as they will be

i begin to wish
that i become air again

invisible, cold, and
wandering.

Submitted: Sunday, November 24, 2013
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